Numbers Game

So I told you yesterday that my cunt was famous and then I went back to wondering what the largest thing I could slide into it was. Then curiosity got the better of me in other and I decided to test my maths skills by seeing how many views in total the Xhamster videos had had.

I’m extremely good at estimating the size of things when I’m putting them in my cunt and I can eyeball the size and girth of any kind of cock with ease, but I am terrible with numbers to the point where my Master really has to bite his lip from saying something about how embarrassing it is.

If I could actually drive I’d be a stereotype of a woman driver who can’t gauge spatial awareness to park her car and mortified by it. Those ‘guess who many’ games were my nemesis at school fetes and waiters love me because I can only work tips out by rounding up massively.

So my guess was that my twenty one videos had had about 35,000 views in total and felt smug about being able to say that thousands of people had seen my cunt without any hyperbole. Then I used an actual calculator and discovered that my videos had just over 111,000 views in total.

I think you know you are a gold star slut when you can measure the number of people who’ve watched you masturbate in the hundreds of thousands and immediately wonder what would get you to a quarter of a million views…

Numbers Game

Tits Up

My Master has a thing for fake looking tits which amuses me since I spent a lot of my late twenties having to explain to people that mine were real and not bought. Not many people go up 5 cup sizes in 6 months without the help of surgery but in my case it was just dieting less.

I didn’t like them to begin with. I’d grown up in the era of Nineties bee sting breasts and liked the aesthetic of being able to wear strappy tops and sheer dresses and bikini tops instead of bras. So ending up with glamour girl tits confused me completely and I was ill prepared for people talking to them and not my face.

I put up with them, mainly hiding them away under rather practical bras from specialist retailers who promised supportive not sexy. My nipples were much less sensitive sexually and the whole thing seemed a bother.

My Master’s enjoyment of the over the top look in tits has taught me to enjoy them though, particularly piercing my nipples and not wearing a bra most of the time. Few things feel more over the top than walking round with E cup tits pushed up and shown off in a way only a waist trainer can do.

So I was a bit surprised when my Master ordered me to look for the most padded push up bra I could find last week to see if I could enhance them up to a double G and see what effect it had on him. And I was even more surprised when trying on push up padded bras seemed to hide the effect of my assets….

push up

push up tits

Tits Up

Morning Glory

My Master has discovered many advantages to two women in his life. Not only can he get his cock sucked by both of us at once, but on Sunday morning he discovered another asset. He could send Princess to the shop to buy breakfast while I sucked his cock in bed.

I was surprised Princess was able to resist and leave his incredibly hard cock alone to go out shopping, but Sir and I distracted ourselves quite quickly. He used my hair to push my mouth up and down deeply on his cock before pulling me onto him and fucking me slowly as he pinched my nipples until I squirmed.

That was an excellent warm up for an early morning but my Master was well and truly awake with other ideas in his mind. He ordered me to get the Doxy and get on my hands and knees for him as he slid the head of it into my cunt. I was still squirming but for different reasons as he told me to push back onto it until the widest point of the toy opened me right up.

He turned it on just as I took the whole head and then let go of it, leaving me to hold the Doxy inside me with just my own gaping cunt and turning me into a living sex toy for him. I was so overwhelmed with the sensations that I could hardly keep myself up and my face out of the pillow in front of me.

My Master used my collar to hold my neck and face up and look at him as he reached round and started fucking my cunt deeply with the Doxy. Each time that widest point slid in and out of my cunt it was a struggle not to close my eyes and bury my face in the pillow with an orgasm.

Just as I thought I couldn’t take much more he ordered me to come for him and then as my cunt was still vibrating from the Doxy and the orgasm, switched it for his cock and started fucking me hard while all I could do was hold my legs up lying still to take him as much as possible.

It didn’t take much to make me come again with him fucking my ruined stretched cunt and the feeling of that around him made him come too. He’d barely stopped orgasming and we were both pausing for breath on the bed when we heard Princess come in through the front door.

She looked a little bit jealous to have missed out on the fucking but we both promised her some fun later in the day to make up for it. None of us like to miss an excuse for more orgasms…

Morning Glory

Domestic Sluttery

Sometimes it’s the little day to day things in life that get your libido going. My friend who is a fetish photographer calls them ‘pervertables’. It could be using the wooden spoon you usually stir the sauce with to spank your partner as you fuck in the kitchen or using your tights to tie someone to the bed. They aren’t designed for kink but they work for kink.

And both my Master and Princess were in a pervertable mindset this weekend thanks to their new sofa. Their previous one was perfectly stylish but strangely enough not built for three people to fuck on at once. But they’d had a new one delivered and I was amused that both of them had the idea of christening it more foremost in their mind than asking if I liked the colour of the upholstery.

My Master instructed me to come dressed to fuck and that meant bare legs and a very tight skirt so I noticed immediately that that upholstery felt excellent on bare skin. I think my Master knew I was instantly in the mood but enjoyed the delayed gratification of making me wait and watch as the new waist trainer pushed my tits up and back straight against the cushions.

The sofa was extremely comfortable and the only reason I was squirming on it was the temptation to lie back on it and use it as the excuse to let my knees fall open and flash my bare cunt at both of them in sheer greed to start the fucking.

Sir could sense my impatience and told me to get to my knees on the floor instead. Instead of telling me off for disobedience, he put my collar back round my neck after I’d been without it for a few months. The weight of it on my neck went straight to my cunt and the click of it closing certainly went straight to his cock.

He took full advantage of having two women kneeling in front of him and had both Princess and I sucking his cock at once. But it seemed a shame to leave that lovely sofa out and he had me lying on my back on it in no time, taking turns between fucking me and having Princess over me licking my cunt to taste his cock on me.

Then he used all that space available to lift Princess up onto the edge of the sofa so she was standing on it with her back to him, facing the mirror with her ass up in the air so he could lean her over and fuck her incredibly hard while I lay beneath with my cunt getting wetter and wetter as I watched them.

I’ve rarely seen Princess take my Master’s cock harder than at that angle and it made me incredibly greedy for being fucked that hard by him too. Luckily my Master took pity and had me get up on my hands and knees for him so he could fuck me from behind while Princess lay under me alternating licking and playing with my clit.

And he fucked me as hard as he’d fucked Princess until he came into me so hard I collapsed face first into Princess’s cunt as she licked me clean and I enjoyed seeing how wet she’d got watching us fuck and didn’t want to take my face away again.

Luckily the sofa is large enough we could continue like that while my Master was able to sit and watch with his feet up and a drink in his hand…

Domestic Sluttery

A Highlight

I had fun entertaining Princess yesterday. She spent the day at the salon getting her hair highlighted back to the slutty blonde that suits her best. But all that sitting in the salon is surprisingly boring.

So I dressed up and went to meet her. New waist trainer on so my tits would the only thing in her eye line while I sat beside her. Tight pencil skirt with fishnet stockings underneath and just a little hint of what I wasn’t wearing under either when the hairdresser wasn’t listening.

I knew she was horny anyway from what my Master had texted earlier but I enjoyed building it up until her hair was perfect and she couldn’t wait to get home. There was only one thing for it after all that waiting, she needed to get down on her knees and lick my clit so I could admire her hair and her ass in the air.

Blondes definitely have more fun…

blonde hair

A Highlight

Size Me Up

My Master has a friend of a friend who is always referred to as the guy whose cock is the size of two cans of Coke and it always makes wonder if a) it’s true, b) how they all know and c) just how big that really is in real life.

Because the thing is that my Master’s patient stretching of me over the last few years has completely distorted my reality of sizes and dimensions. Uberkinky sent me a mail out about National Orgasm Day and a link to their page of huge dildos this week and I obviously scrolled through and very few of them seemed that big to me.

In fact a few seemed, if you’ll pardon the pun, to be stretching the definition of a huge dildo somewhat (especially if you are putting them in your cunt not your ass.) Which is how I came to be testing the theory of just how big two cans of Coke is on a Friday night.

two cans

Turns out it’s exactly the same size as the John Holmes toy which is my standard dildo these days. I shouldn’t have doubted my Master’s mathematical abilities when he told me that recently.

Hopefully I can make my disobedience up to him by getting his permission to play with the cans of the very appropriately named Ting again…?

Size Me Up

Opening Up

My Master has been working late a lot recently which is usually a line for married men to be having sex behind their wives’ backs. In this case he’s actually working late and encouraging me to have sex with his wife instead. And since our relationship is so modern in so many ways, it’d be a shame to miss such a chance to make it even more so.

Princess was the one coming to life in warm weather last night and getting incredibly horny in that way you know someone’s mind is only on orgasms and enjoyment and all the other background noise in their brain has gone quiet for a while to allow you to just fuck.

I started off licking her cunt. While I was making dinner she’d sneaked off into the shower and shaved herself completely smooth and her cunt literally looked good enough to eat. In fact it was a shame to only give her one orgasm that way so I kept my mouth on her clit after she came and kept going.

She seemed a little hesitant to begin with and then she started to do all the work for me, grinding her cunt down onto my tongue and fucking my face while I simply held still and her second orgasm was more like an explosion than anything else. Ironically she was more breathless at the end of it than I was.

I wanted to feel her cunt on me so I told her to lie on top of me and rub her cunt against mine. She looked incredible fucking me from above, tits shaking, both of us getting wetter and wetter from the feel of each other until I came just from the feeling her smooth shaved cunt against my piercing.

Then she asked me for something we hadn’t done in a while, to stretch her out with my hand and fist and fill her up. This was basically the way Princess and I started fucking each other and I have extremely happy memories of last summer with my fist her cunt nearly constantly.

Annoyingly few months ago, we went a little overboard and Princess got a small tear that took a few weeks to heal and had the effect of making us a little bit cautious about stretching while getting distracted into all kinds of other filthy fun in the meantime. But last night Princess asked me to stretch her out and put as many fingers as possible into her and I realised how much I’d missed it.

Her cunt was wetter than I’ve ever felt and three fingers almost felt like a joke. I added a fourth and brushed my thumb across her swollen clit until she asked for more as she squirmed under me. Her cunt took my duck bill shaped fingers with no difficulty as she fucked against me and pushed my hand deeper and deeper with her own hand.

I could feel my hand slip and slide that little bit deeper inside each time she thrust her cunt against me and I enjoyed making her go slower and less greedily than she really wanted so I could play with each area of her cunt I hadn’t felt in a while feeling each different wriggle, gasp and intake of breath from her as I did.

She seemed like she would take my whole fist without any lube when the widest point of my hand hesitated slightly and mindful that I was stretching her to orgasm rather than making a point, I turned my attention to cupping my fingers round inside her while she put the wand on her clit.

If her earlier orgasm was an explosion this was an earthquake. Her cunt clenched so hard round my hand I had to unfurl each finger gradually one at a time to get it to let go again. I’m not sure either of us wanted the feeling to end so I suspect that will only be the start of a summer of stretching…

Opening Up